A sedan full of carpooling churchgoers putters along 15 mph under the speed limit.
A young unbeliever passes them by, crossing double yellow lines and back.
Who is the more intelligent? Who is the more content?
The answers ought not be obvious to the wise.

 

*

the brain does not heal
the same way other organs do

one can always recover
until they can't

LSD   Ritalin   Opiods   Prozac
heartache

like drowning, you won't feel yourself changing
but you'll know

They say...home is where the heart is.
They say...you can never go home again.
They say...it's all in your head.
They say...everything changes.

 

*

whether you've carved your own path
or you're a victim of circumstances
peace never lasts
and there's no hope even for momentary peace
for those without purpose


so be yourself

easier said than done, I know
but there's nothing more important
aside from being born and being dead, and well...

 

that part's already over

 

 

 

"One must imagine Sisyphus
is happy"



August, 2021

Set aside the treasures in heaven.
Set aside the treasures for another day.

My treasure is in my head.
Oh, externally I am a packrat.

I am asked, how many mother baby
or pregnant figures do you have

in your collection? I count: maybe
twelve or fourteen. Not as many

as the thing the questioner collects. But I have
way more books and then there is the treasure

in my mind: songs and poems, many,
I can sing for 5 hours straight driving

with nary a repeat (haven't you always
wanted to use nary in a sentence?).

I sing to stay awake driving sometimes.
Recently once I barely can even then.

It is quite iffy and I am reduced to
repeating things like the Lord's Prayer

and singing the doxology and reciting
shock shock shock everybody shock

big shock little shock everybody shock
which used to be the order of drugs in ACLS

for years. E for epinephrine, B for bretyllium,
L for lidocaine and the shocks at 360 in between

for V tach or V fib if there is no pulse.
If someone is dead you cannot make them worse.

Yet still, I would rather give the drugs
in the correct order. I take the class regularly

to stay certified. It's the songs and poems,
a reflection of the music of the spheres

that give me the most joy. I wish you joy too
or that you are loved in your sorrow

in this second season of Covid-19
where the whole world is as one.

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